I Love You More Than I Can Ever Scream

"Mmm." Jasey said licking her spoon. We were getting frozen yogurt on my day off. She was cuddled into my side, and I noticed the distant stares a lot of people in the restraunt were giving us. I stole a bite of her yogurt, and she giggled. "You have your own!" She playfully hit my shoulder.
"Yours tastes soo much better." I kissed her cheek, and she smiled. I saw a group of girls walk into the restraunt. One of them gasped, and hit another one of the girls on the arm.
"It's Andy Sixx." She said, and they all started squealing. Jasey looked up at me, her smile widening. The girls walked over to our table, and Jasey and I sat up.
"Andy can we get a picture with you?" One of them said.
"Of course." I stood up.
"I'll take it." Jasey said, as they all grouped around me. They handed her their phones, and she took a picutre with each of them.
This was the third time today we ran into fans. Black Veil Brides were getting bigger and bigger as the days went by. It was incredible.
"Thanks Andy!" The girl yelled.
"No problem." I smiled putting my arm around Jasey. We sat back down in our booth, and Jasey pressed into my side again.
"That's happened a lot today." She said taking another bite of her yogurt.
"I know." I mused.
"Let's go get more tattoos." She said looking across the street, at a tattoo parlor. I laughed. Jasey had gotten three more tattoos since she found out she couldn't dance. My name is on her left index finger, she has the BVB symbol on her shoulder, and she has Mayday Parade lyrics on her back. It was the song I Swear This Time I Mean It, one of the lesser known ones. The lyrics were, I'll be your memories your lullabye for all the times hoping that my voice could get it right. She was so excited to get it, and she did about a week ago.
"What do you have in mind?" I asked her.
"I dunno, let's go find out." She took my hand, and we ran across the street.
"Oooh! I want a feather!" She said smiling, looking at the one on the wall. It was a bird feather, incredibly detailed.
"Hey guys I'm Dan, are you looking to get some new ink?" The tattoo artist said to us.
"Yes! I want this feather on my arm." She gestured to the place on her bicep.
"Cool. Any color preferences?" Dan asked her.
"Hmm, let's do like a deep gray." She smiled.
"Okay." He said, "How about you man?"
"Uhm, I was thinking these scissors." I said showing the man the tattoo in the book he had laid out.
"Okay, my man Ricky will get you over there." Jasey took my hand, and we walked over to the chairs. I told him I wanted it on my forearm down to my wrist.
About two hour's later we finished, and left.
"I love this." I said looking at Jasey's arm, as we walked back to the bus.
"Thank you, I like yours too! I love getting-" She was cut off by a group of guys standing in front of us.
"Hey baby! Why don't you come back with a real man?" One of them said.
"Uhm no, please get out of our way." Jasey said, and I wrapped my arm around her neck.
"I think you should leave this faggot, and come with me."
"I think you should fuck off." I said standing in front of Jasey. "Talk to my girlfriend like that again, and I will rip your fucking throat out." I said, and the guys all laughed.
"Whatever dude, your gonna regret this, and your little slut will too." The guys pushed passed us.
"She is not a slut!" I yelled but the guy just flicked me off. I took Jasey's hand, and we walked back to the bus in silence.

Notes

Uh oh! This chapter is in four parts, stay tuned